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Poem: Without You, I’m Colorblind

  If I'm like Moonlight looking down on my world of green then you can be The Sun My dim silver haze could never amount to your shine To your bright and sunny rays If there's a purpose to my night could it be to balance our your light? Like two sides of one heart… Continue reading Poem: Without You, I’m Colorblind

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Red was the Night #Poetry

She cut me cut me like diamonds She strung me strung me through a gold chain And around her neck she wore me night and day All night and day Night to day My heart shattered and sent thunder through the night Every tear that I cried rained into the sky Every drop of my… Continue reading Red was the Night #Poetry

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Word of the Week Wednesday: Wabi-Sabi

The Art of Imperfection  The word for this week is... Wabi-Sabi (n.) Japanese: At its heart, wabi-sabi is a way of viewing the world which encourages the acceptance of finding beauty in imperfections and making the most out of life. Wabi-sabi is "a way of life that appreciates and accepts complexity while at the same… Continue reading Word of the Week Wednesday: Wabi-Sabi

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Poem: Murder Me

Murder Me Murder me Murder me dead so I may finally know what it's like to live "Live life for the moment, because everything else is uncertain." -Louis Tomlinson Swallow my voice Eat it whole so that I can't make noise or speak with a soul Maybe then I'll know the definition of alone of… Continue reading Poem: Murder Me

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Broken Heartbeat | Poem

Skin like a canvas of white Upon which, my heartbeat I'll write With the blood I bleed through our years of pain I'll take the tears that stream and use their colors to paint We're walking to the rhythm of a broken heartbeat Still we dance anyway Dancing in the rain until the floods wash… Continue reading Broken Heartbeat | Poem

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Not Ready to Die

Hello fellow bloggers, readers:This isn't a feel good post--one which ventures out in search of likes and new followers. It's a reality post--the kind some will stop reading because it offers to shed a light onto something they've pushed to the dark. In this post, I'd like to revisit a topic that I've previously written… Continue reading Not Ready to Die

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Poem: Does She Know?

I'm a whisper in the wind a trickle in the sea Something that could've been a long forgotten dream I'm a blank name tag To you, another face For me, you're what I'll never have Something I'll never taste You pass by me everyday and never even glance my way In my head, a whirlwind… Continue reading Poem: Does She Know?

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Dating Sucks.

Dating can suck. I suppose for some of us more than others... I've never really been into dating. When I hit my teenage years and moved states, I became a recluse, rarely bothering with relationships of any sort. They faded at an increasingly rapid pace as I got older, and eventually, not having a girlfriend… Continue reading Dating Sucks.